The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-06-20
The Hot Springs Of Yellowstone
Park.

~ Sbh ~ NO possiUie marin w pei
the whole truth about the Yellow
stone, and to acknowledge that while
the great park contains certainly the
seven wonders OF the world in natural
magnifcence, the great spaces between
these different wbnders are immense
distance OF utterly uninteresting seem
cry, which one traverses over roads
covered with white binding dust
which is very nearly intolerable. 1t
Is true that the hot springs. and the
geysers, and the Paint Pots, and the
tails, and the canyon, and the lake,
and the many coiored pools, ore
worth any amount OF trouble IN get
ting to them; but it is also true that
they are worth taking any amount OF
trouble to lessen the trouble; and
since it could all be removed by 80
simple q thing as few rails and
locomotive, il is certainly pity that
a state OF things should be left exist
ing which prevents the very young,
and very old, the very fastidious or
the very weak from enjoying the real
wonders OF such journey.
In the meantime, however, there is
no railway, and our friends, as the
next best thing, would hire special
teams and camp out.
Joseph was pressed into service as
guide. 1t was very cold in the corri-
ders of the hotel. but a single step
from the piazza proved their light sat
teen travelling dresses more comfort
able than the blue flannel gowns still
waiting for the Ieputed frost OF the
Yellowstone. Colored glasses were
necessary to shield the eyes the in
tense glare in thesunlight OF the snowy
terraces, dropping one after another
for two miles from the dark pine woods
above and around them, like o series
OF beautiful frozen cascades.
IL notice there is only one man who
has the courage for figures" said the
man OF sense, referring to his guide.
books as they crossed the white plat
eau at the base OF the extinct springs,
and paused at the foot OF Old Liberty
cap, the cone OF an extinct geyser, tow
ering fifty feet into the air. "He
seems to know all about it, and de-
clares that it took just fifty-four CEN
turies to build up this thing"
II can tell you who he is said the
knowing Joseph, with laugh. "He's
the man that tells you the boiling riv-
er puts $4,000 barrels OF hot water
into the Gardner every twenty-four
hours. I've often told him he'd ought
er have let us know when he was going
to measure it."
Amy estimate of the age OF the
lower terrace would be pretty conject-
uraP read the man OF sense from
another guide book. "Still / suppose
there is no doubt about its being q
matter OF centuries. In that case,
how soon do they expect to finish re-
pairing DEVILS Thumb"
For they had walked over the small
er column, which was not only extinct
but crumbling with age and decrepi-
tude. Art was endeavoring to assist
nature and repair the waste by bring
ing water from the hot springs just
above in wooden troughs, letting it
trickle down the sides OF the cone and
evaporate, to leave its snowy deposit
to repair tho ravages OF time.
"Well, that Teller that knows so
much about the fggers," explained
, Joseph. "says the orange geyser
builds q foot in a century. And he
says the hot springs will deposit a six
tenth OF an inch in four days. All /
know about it is that can put beer
bottle under some OF the falling water
and turn it round once or twice and
have it beautifully coated over with
a white crust that won't crumble in @
day or two"
"Question: II you can coat q beer
bottle in a day or two, how long will
it take to build geyser cone? Come,
Mabel, you were last at your books"
Fifty iour centuries" answered The
maiden, promptly.
Correct. You may 60 up to the
head" and the imperturbable pointed
to the upper terrace towering above
them.
II was not at all O steep climb, but
they had to be wary about stepping
into the little iills OF hot water trick
ling down from the upper springs.
"What is that dustY" exclaimed the
convert, suddenly. II never saw dust
rising from ice before"
"Well, marm," said the smiling
Joseph, Gin the first place, faint
dust; and in the next place, faint ice.
The dust is steam, and the ice is for
nation"
"Of course" said the convert. ~
ought to have known. But / can't
divest myself OF the idea that all this
white rock is arctic snow"
"Well don't know said the i'm
perturbable; "this isn't exactly what
] should call arctic"
He had been, with the maiden, the